Bikers are sort of pissy. So are werewolves. Dealing with the devastating end to her long-term relationship with Cobweb, Eunice decides to pick up the broken pieces of her heart and glue them back together with the healing song of nature and a nourishing brandy to replenish the soul. As evening falls on her drunken pity party in the park, it's time to head home and deal with the consequences of the not-so-anonymous tip to the cops and what she may or may not have done to Cobweb's bike--and clubhouse. All thoughts of that end when something bigger than a pissed off biker gets ahold of her--nothing says burning calories like booking it through woods with a mermaid-killing werewolf at your heels. Will Cobweb miss her? Will Eunice survive? Friendship, bikers, werewolves, and repurposed tinfoil. Some stories just have it all.
